the world in colour

"This is called Fern Gulley" she smiled kindly at him, realizing he also placed space "are you new to these lands?" Eden looked at him properly, giving him her full attention now. It was natural to be wary, but she sensed no hostility from the man. Perhaps he didn't know she was carrying children, but would that matter? He seemed a kind man "my name is Eden" she added, dipping her neck to him "I am part of the Pirate's Plunder, a pack down south a bit."

Unaware Armada had dealings with the Plunder on a negative note, she continued to be pleasant. Even if she knew... she would still treat the man nicely. He had done nothing to her so far. She didn't need to fear him or ignore and avoid him. Pack politics were a thing though... But she honestly didn't believe Sparrow would care much. The King of the Pirates did her own thing. She didn't seem to care about other packs. "Who might you be, sir?" Eden adds to him, lifting her gaze.